"Black Velvet Band", lyric video

Описание: "Black Velvet Band" is a must-play Irish pub song, with well-known recordings by The Dubliners and Irish Rovers to name a few.

First published in broadside papers in the late 1700s and having gone through many revisions, the song's original lyrics tell of a beautiful rogue who frames her lover for a theft so that she may be free to pursue a dashing sailor. The scapegoat is sentenced to seven years in a penal colony in Van Diemen's Land, now known as Tasmania.

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Instruments

Lead Banjo : Gold Tone AC4 (standard Irish Tenor GDAE)
Rhythm Banjo : Gold Tone Cripple Creek (standard GDGBD)
Acoustic Rhythm Guitar : Epiphone (standard EADGBE)
Mandolin : Epiphone MM30 (tuned GDAE)
Tinwhistle : nameless, cheap whistle (key of D)

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Recorded in GarageBand using Iphone microphone. Lyrics added and video edited using Canva.

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Lyrics
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VERSE 1
In a neat little town they called Belfast
Apprentice to trade I was bound
And many an hour’s sweet happiness
Did I spend in that neat little town

Till bad misfortune came o’er me
Which caused me to stray from the land
Far away from me friends and relations
Beware of the black velvet band


CHORUS
Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
You’d think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulders
Tied up with a black velvet band


VERSE 2
Well I went out strolling one evening
Not meaning to go very far
When met with a ficklesome damsel
Who was selling her trade in the bar

When a watch she took from a customer
And slipped it right into me hand
Then the law came and put me in prison
Bad luck to her black velvet band


(CHORUS)

VERSE 3
Next morning before judge and jury
For trial I had to appear
Then the judge, he says to me “young fellow,
The case against you is quite clear.”

And seven long years is your sentence
You’re going to Van Diemen’s land
Far away from your friends and relations
Betrayed by the black velvet band

(CHORUS)

VERSE 4
So come all ye jolly young fellows
I’ll have you take warning by me
And whenever you’re out on the liquor me lads
Beware of the pretty cailins

For they’ll fill you with whiskey and porter
Till you are not able to stand
And the very next that you know me lads
You’ve landed in Van Diemen’s Land

(CHORUS x2)